Outside Feather Spirit Palace Main Hall, a chase was nearing its end.

Beigong War God, Qi Zhishan, Mahakaya, and Second Young Master Zhang were being hunted.

On the other side, six people were in pursuit led by Yang Wudi. With him was Wei Qing, and the rest were members of the Demon Clan.

Wei Qing wore an excited, cold smile as he pursued and spoke to Yang Wudi in a low voice, "There are mechanisms in those small palaces. Drive them in first, let them scout the way. We'll have a chance to grab the Magic Artifact inside. That despicable Su Yang has gotten us into this mess. We should show no mercy to these Human Clan members. Also, Second Young Master Zhang is the son of Martial Champion; surely you won't spare him either!"

Yang Wudi's face was icy as he said sternly, "I don't need you to teach me. I know what to do!"

"Hehe…" Wei Qing chuckled, but cursed inwardly. If I hadn't lost everyone around me, would I need your help?

This was something he couldn't say in front of Yang Wudi. Right now, he was alone and weaker than Yang Wudi. Under the roof, one must bow.

Soon, they arrived outside one of the small palaces. Wei Qing's eyes gleamed, as the Magic Artifact inside was the Pangu Banner of Yuqing Saint from the Heavenly Realm.

"Quick, drive one of them inside!" Wei Qing whispered, "Remember to separate them, don't push them all in at once. There are many small palaces. They are left with few numbers. One person per small palace maximizes our interests!"

"I don't need your teaching!" Yang Wudi glared at Wei Qing in dissatisfaction and waved his hand to signal his group, who immediately spread out and began dividing Beigong War God and the others.

"This is right." Wei Qing nodded joyfully, "Do it this way, theoretically, we can try out four such small palaces."

Yang Wudi said nothing, but silently glanced at Wei Qing. In his mind, it's clearly five people, after all, Wei Qing is not of my Demon Clan, why should I be polite to you?

Wei Qing didn't know that he was already on Yang Wudi's kill list, still calculating in his mind how to acquire the Pangu Banner.

Over there, the siege finally yielded results, forcing Beigong War God into the small palaces.

"Argh!" Beigong War God roared angrily, wanting to avoid the small palace, but ultimately couldn't. His power was quite far behind them.

Nearing the entrance of the small palace, Beigong War God's face turned severely cold as he shouted angrily: "You want me to scout for you? Dream on! Even if I die here, I won't enter!"

In his fury, Beigong War God's aura soared once more. This time, he was ready to burn Origin Power to clash with them.

Faces around him changed instantly. If Beigong War God burned Origin Power, its power was terrifying. If they fought like that, someone might get hurt.

Just then, Yang Wudi suddenly charged forward, instantly reaching Beigong War God. A punch sent Beigong War God flying into the small palace.

"Waste!" Yang Wudi sneered dismissively. In his view, the strength of Beigong War God was not worth mentioning.

Wei Qing was incredibly excited, eagerly watching the small palace, wanting to see what happened inside.

Inside the palace, Beigong War God was equally despairing. He knew what would happen once he entered this small palace. Those black gases were horrifying, totally unstoppable.

Indeed, upon entering, dozens of black gases surrounded him immediately, all attempting to burrow into his body.

Beigong War God fought desperately, but it was futile. They cannot resist these black gases.

Just when the black gases were about to occupy his body, a red light suddenly shone down from the palace ceiling.

At that moment, the black gases screamed as if burnt, retreating to avoid the red light. However, the red light covered a large area, making escape impossible. Ultimately, these black gases were completely evaporated in the red light, like ice under the sun, leaving nothing behind.

Beigong War God stared at the red light above, bewildered by what was happening.

At this moment, the Pangu Banner in the sky shone a light that enveloped Beigong War God.

Before Beigong War God could react, he fainted and fell to the ground.

Outside of the small palace, Yang Wudi and the others saw the red light in the sky. However, the red light they saw emanated from the direction of the main hall.

Unaware of events inside the small palace, they were equally startled by the sudden occurrence at the main hall, unsure of what happened.

"What's going on?" Yang Wudi frowned and asked.

Wei Qing also seemed puzzled, for he knew it was the main hall's direction, but had no idea what it contained, nor understood why the red light appeared.

After thinking for a moment, Wei Qing said in a low voice, "Maybe something special happened in Feather Spirit Palace. Let's not waste time; hurry and drive them into those palaces."

Yang Wudi nodded, looking at the palace below the Pangu Banner, "What about this one?"

"It needs to be examined for a while. Let's send the others inside first, then come back to check!" Wei Qing suggested.

He, in fact, dared not let Yang Wudi linger here. He knew what would happen once he entered the palace.

Later, he planned to trick Demon Clan members into exploring further, validating Su Yang's statement truth or not. If they waited around here long enough, should Beigong War God return changed, how could he deceive Demon Clan members further?

Additionally, should such a thing occur, Yang Wudi might suspect his intentions, endangering him as well.

Yang Wudi glanced at the direction of the main hall. His thoughts had already shifted towards the red light by now.

Though these Magic Artifacts were undoubtedly powerful, Yang Wudi knew, having so much within Feather Spirit Palace, it surely wasn't the most valuable possession. Yang Wudi's highest ambition was to claim Feather Spirit Palace's most precious treasure.

Yet, with red light still a mystery, Yang Wudi would not act impulsively.